I Write Dark Poetry

[center][b]Mad Heart[/b][/center]

[center][i]There’s a certain kind of sadness
As it mixes with my madness
Would have thought by now I really would have learned

But spinning memories corrode inside me
And they know just how to find me
I’m on a bridge and watching
both of the endings burn

When the fire comes to greet me
I will gladly let it eat me
Laughing all the while
My memories melt

I was innocent once before
But I can’t change back anymore
So now I know
How the fallen angel felt
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